#library

Just the omission of Jane Austen's books alone would make a fairly good library out of a library that hadn't a book in it. ↗

— Mark Twain

#jane-austen #library

The old man was peering intently at the shelves. 'I'll have to admit that he's a very competent scholar.' Isn't he just a librarian?' Garion asked, 'somebody who looks after books?' That's where all the rest of scholarship starts, Garion. All the books in the world won't help you if they're just piled up in a heap. ↗

— David Eddings

#librarians #libraries #library #scholar #scholarship

A library in the middle of a community is a cross between an emergency exit, a life-raft and a festival. They are cathedrals of the mind; hospitals of the soul; theme parks of the imagination. On a cold rainy island, they are the only sheltered public spaces where you are not a consumer, but a citizen instead ↗

— Caitlin Moran

#imagination

I put the books I was returning on the appropriate desk, and I began looking at the shelves of new arrivals. Most of them were some permutation on self-help. Going by how popular these books were and how often they were checked out, everyone in Bon Temps should have become perfect by now. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#humor #library #humor

Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again. ↗

— Maud Hart Lovelace

#escape #imagination #libraries #library #reading

they should let some people into the library by prescription only ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#library #reading #humor

Th' first thing to have in a libry is a shelf. Fr'm time to time this can be decorated with lithrachure. But th' shelf is th' main thing. ↗

— Finley Peter Dunne

#library #libry #humor

We each contribute our own book to the great library of humanity. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#humanity #library #life #experience

What is the value of libraries? Through lifelong learning, libraries can and do change lives, a point that cannot be overstated. ↗

— Michael Gorman

#library-in-the-digital-age #library-science #age

But then his parents changed. A year of California had changed them. They stopped sending money. Greg was forced to go out into the world, to interact with real people. And he was glad of this. He had always wanted to be a normal person. To be at ease in society. He had just been too scared to try. But now he was forced to, and so he did–he went and got a job at the public library. He was not quite a librarian, but close. Greg was a shelver. There would be carts of books to shelve, then there would be no more carts of books to shelve, then there would be carts of books to shelve. As a shelver, Greg felt that life was passing him by in a slow and distant, but massive, way–like the moon. ↗

— Tao Lin

#shelving #change